the start of the plunder

you
are
here

smoke
rolls across the bedroom ceiling
turning my head
across my pillow to follow you
glory
glory
glory

the sense of spirit
and then
sleep

open heaven


and so
it begins

loved

a long hallway
in a church
where I grew

I crept through the dark
terror
and silence

until at last
by the door
I fell
unable to move


panic


in the distance;
footsteps

and out of the dark legs come into view
and a hand
reaches
down

a simple word
'lets go'
and I am pulled up
by the man
who has always
been the one
to love and to carry
my heart
connected to my soul
who's blessing and character
give me the strength
to break my ties with
the dark

open

there
in the darkness
a door

wooden
cracked and
ancient

standing in a place
that was
a blind spot

it is there;
suddenly
and yet present,
as it always was
from birth

a red twist of a cord holds a hanging sign
and a warning
that my heart has always heeded
until now

like light through a shut eye
the color
around the door
is blood
transparent skin; illuminated

and with the force
of the Mighty One
it is thrown
open

the sky
pours in
and sight
is given

orange

I was telling her that it was
my Grandparents house
only different
there were two doors on either end
one to exit
one to enter

and we watched as my words came to life
and the story of my dream
unfolded within the dream

then the line of people came through
with the pronouncement that
David is here

and how long ago was it that
I was told
David is coming?

I saw him
this boy
followed by men
women
giants

and then
a man
standing by the round table covered in white
and a reminder that
I forgot to drink the water

after it is gone
their faces
change

like star bursts
of orange
I see them
in a new
light

cold hot cold hot cold hot cold

let's get better at this life thing
and
conquer all the things
that have conquered us

on the right

fall back into yourself

the striving
anxiety
is not
required.

be still in that
moment
of not yet awake
the songs of heaven
still present
from the quiet of the night.

let the calmness of breath stay
and the moment of
assured
expectation
of peace

fall back into yourself

be still
and know

early morning

I had a dream
that you stood in line
with all the others
to receive a blessing
from a man
long dead

I saw his body
lowered into the ground
and yet he was there
standing
preaching
like he always was

and you would not see
me
and my sorrow
but went ahead
to have hands laid on you
like old times

and I sat
outside
weeping